“ Not all things that fall down break. Some develop wings. ”
The more silent is my mind,The more it speaks;Wisdom is a light divine,And its shadow a mystique!
~ Neelam Saxena Chandra
The heart is delighted by the first,The other makes the mind go numb;Happiness and gloom like twins,Holding the hands together come!
The bird of hope singsPerched on the branches of twilight;Never grieve for anythingFor, the day always follows the night!
Requiring neither wood nor urns,Inside me is a fire that burns;Advising me to never accept defeat,The blessed fruit of hope it churns!
